41 - My Wife

My heart begins to beat out of my chest as I stare at granny. I know this will not end well and the fact that I could have avoided this keeps pricking me like a needle.

All those years on the streets, trying to be a bigger person, entailed me learning serious self-control. I know I had it in me to have controlled the situation better, but I just lost it.

I couldn't bear the hurt of someone saying such nasty, filthy things about my mother. she was all I had for a very long time, and after losing her I still held onto memories to get by. And now some scumbag thinks he has the right to say sh*t about her.

I stand frozen as grandma walks towards me. black dots bounce on my vision as she throws a nasty slap across my face.

"How dear you? Just who do you think you are to beat my grandson-in-law like that? "She screams in my face and I avert my gaze to my feet. Taking slow breaths.

"Have you forgotten your place in this house? You're nothing but a hoodlum